Impure Saint (MareNight)

16

Night smiled softly, enjoying the soft breeze rushing though the tree, laying calmly on one of the branches.

"You know mom..." He looked upward, talking to the tree. "I can't explain why but I miss Mare a lot more than everyone else. I miss him more than I missed Dream."

The leaves only rustled in the gust of wind, it's silence somehow holding wisdom to Night's thoughts.

"I must just be over thinking things." Night sighed gently, his eyes shifting down when he heard footsteps approach.

"Night!" Dream called happily.

Night sat up, looking to his brother. "Yes brother?" He began climbing down from his spot, dropping to the ground with a soft thud.

"Miss Toriel got new books, she wants to know if you'd like to come help her file them." Dream smiled brightly.

Night perked and smiled slightly, "I'd love to!"

Dream grinned and grabbed his hand, tugging him towards the village. Night followed happily, stumbling slightly at the beginning.

The two stopped when they finally made it to the village, to which they happily separated. Night ran towards the library, catching a few sets of curious eyes.

He was surprised though, not feeling as scared as he normally is whenever he enters the village. Like a weight had been lifted off the entire area. He grinned.

Opening the door he was immediately greeted by the sweet goat lady, "Hello Night."

"Hi Miss Toriel! You're looking lovely today." Night smiled brightly.

She patted his head with a soft and gentle smile, humming softly in thought. "I set out a few books for you to put away, you know the filing system so you should be set."

Night nodded brightly, determined to help.

Toriel giggled at the excited look on his face, "I think I'll throw in some butterscotch cinnamon pie if you do a good job."

Night burst with more excitement, he loved pie, especially Toriel's. "You go it ma'am."

Toriel nodded softly, pointing to the books, to which Night gladly picked up and began sorting. Walking down the isles with a soft hum along with the gentle noise of a radio in the background.

Night set the books on the proper shelves with a smile, making sure they sat neatly in place. He bobbed his head along to the music, glancing outside only to pause in confusion.

People... multiple people were watching him from the window. Each person held a calculating or curious expression, Night noted how a few of them looked almost suspicious of his actions.

He gulped down his nervousness and returned to his job of putting books away. He eventually started to have to get on his tip toes in order to put books up, but he still managed with a step stool. Night was independent after all, he wasn't one to rely on someone else when he knew he was capable. Blame the years of taking care of himself.

He eventually came to the end of his task, glancing back to the window. Night frowned a bit, there were more people. Just what is going on?

He shook it off, eyeing the people cautiously out of the corner of his eyes, growing weary. When he finally reached the front desk he was once again greeted by Toriel, along with a delicious looking piece of pie. He took it almost greedily, smiling when she handed him a fork, which after he promptly sat next to her desk.

Toriel frowned at that but said nothing about it, she always wondered why he preferred to eat next to her. Most likely something to do with social fear... she shiver at the thought. The thought of the other villagers hurting this sweet skeleton like they did. She wished it wasn't true but Dream had yet to ever lie to them. She sighed, going back to checking her checkout book.

Night finished the pie rather quickly, scarfing down bite by bite with a happy grin. He was like a child in Toriel's eyes, he was small enough to be one but she was quickly reminded that Night was in fact three thousand years old. Much older than herself.

After Night finished he bowed to Toriel in thanks, promising his return for Sunday. The goat lady only smiled and nodded, patting his head as a goodbye.

Night left without another word only to be stopped as soon as he walked out the door by the local florist. "Night! You're just the person I wanted to see!"

Night went stiff, frozen in fear but he forced himself to relax. He turned to greet the rabbit monster, her adopted human son following right behind, sticking to her like glue. "Um, hello ma'am, is there something I can do for you?"

The rabbit smiled at him gently, "Well you see, Olly heard of a flower patch out in the forest and he wanted to go, Nicky won't take him and I have work... I was wondering if you could take him since Dream mention you spend a lot of time in the woods, I figured you would know where it is."

Night perked up in surprise, not expecting such a request but smiled nonetheless, glancing to the small and shy seven year-old. "I do know where the flower patch is and I'd love to take Olly there, do you know if he wants to bring any friends?" He looked to the boy who nodded. Night smiled, kneeling down to get into eye level, "Can you tell me who?"

The boy's eyes widened in slight surprise but nodded, "C..Could I bring Asriel and Chara with me?"

Night smiled and nodded, patting the kid's head. "Of course! Do you mind if Dream comes to?"

Olly shook his head and that was enough for Night, who returned to standing. The florist smiled, rubbing her child's head, "I can't thank you enough Night, he's been begging me for days. Is there anyway I can repay you?"

Night hummed in slight thought, "Actually, do you have any echo flowers? I'd like to get one if that's not an issue."

"Not at all," she smiled, "is this flower for someone special?" She teased him.

Night's face exploded into blush and he looked away in heavy embarrassment, fiddling with the end of his shirt. "I..Is it that obvious?"

The florist paused before giggling in realization, "Don't worry sweetie, I'm sure they'll enjoy it, whoever they maybe."

Night nodded, still keeping his eyes averted, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Tomorrow." She agreed

Night nodded gently, waving goodbye before taking his nervous leave.